life and death deed

Chapter 951 Collecting Souls [-]

My mind is shaken!

And Ao Yan's pretty face seemed to be like a reflection, with a worried look between her brows!
This time, I really saw it clearly!
I can also be sure that the last glimpse was not my imagination!
"Ao Yan!"

I called out in a low voice.

Ao Yan in the mirror is not static, but dynamic!Ao Yan seems to be in the mirror!
Now it is almost certain that Ao Yan is trapped in this mirror!
But when I finished calling, I didn't get any reply. Instead, Ao Yan's face disappeared again in the mirror.

I suddenly became anxious. I stretched out my hand and touched the mirror, but it was no different from an ordinary mirror and there was no reaction.

"Why don't you just break this mirror and take a look?"

A bold idea came to my mind!

Just use brute force to break the mirror!
Apart from this method, I don’t have any clue, and I don’t know how to rescue Ao Yan from the mirror!

I was not impulsive. After all, this method was too reckless. If I broke the mirror, I did not save Ao Yan. Instead, the mirror was a passage. If I broke it, I also broke the passage to save Ao Yan. Then I'm afraid my intestines will turn green.

I activated the Xian Sheng Qi machine and planned to destroy a small mirror first. If there was no reaction, I would stop immediately!

As soon as I thought about this, I began to carefully activate the Xian Sheng Qi Machine to move towards the mirror.

For me today, my ability to control the Xian Sheng Qi machine has reached a "subtle" level. Furthermore, with the help of the soul, the Xian Sheng Qi machine can be used very accurately according to my intentions. At this moment, these powers are directly Broken a small part of the mirror!

A void breath was revealed behind this small part of the broken mirror...

My eyes suddenly widened!

There is indeed a hidden world behind the mirror!

The purpose of these mirrors is to hide the space behind!
Seeing this, I also understood, and immediately increased the power of the Xian Sheng Qi machine. More than 1000 Xian Sheng Qi machines came out and smashed into the mirror!
The mirror suddenly shattered. The defense level of this mirror was not high, far from what I expected. I broke it easily!
And when the mirror shattered, a black hole-like area formed behind it...

I couldn't wait to step into it alone!

The world behind the mirror was pitch black. After I entered it, I couldn't see anything. At the same time, the ancestral qi machine in my body seemed to be suppressed by a supreme power and could not be used at all!

My heart became solemn. I couldn't use the Xian Sheng Qi machine, which meant that my strength was cut in half!
But I wasn't particularly panicked, and I was prepared for all possible dangers before coming.

"Here, I'm afraid even the Qi Machine of Ten Thousand Dao First Saints, let alone the Thousand Dao Saint Qi Machines, will be suppressed. The ancient opera is worthy of heaven, what a good means..."

I thought to myself.

At the same time, I also understood where I was.

This place should be another space opened up by ancient opera, a closed space located in the void space...

Generally speaking, this place is similar to another ancient land, except that it is a space without land and only surrounded by mysterious taboos.

The four ancient places are all located in the void space, just like houses in the void space. The ancient play is equivalent to opening a passage to the void space in Dongsheng Yinfu, and building another strange small house.

"What a great trick... I'm afraid even gods can't come up with this method of sealing a space." I admired secretly.

To recreate a confined space is not an easy task, it is comparable to reaching the sky.

If nothing else, in the past, when ancient operas did not appear in the old house, they should have rested here...

Just as I was thinking, a door suddenly appeared in front of me.

This gate is located right in the center.

Facing the door that suddenly appeared, my eyelids twitched slightly, but without too much hesitation, I headed directly towards the door.

We have already come here, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Ao Yan might be behind this door that suddenly appeared.

And when I entered the door, a soul actually appeared in front of me!
The soul of the Octagonal Immortal Lord!
I took a breath of cold air, the soul of the Octagonal Immortal Lord was right in front of me at the moment!

There is no need to look for it. Although I also guessed that the soul of the Eight-Jiao Immortal Lord may also be in this world, his actual appearance still surprised me.

Once I find the soul, I can destroy him and completely master the immortal position!
Mastering the Immortal Position will not only qualitatively improve my strength, but also allow me to get rid of the threat of the Immortal Prison Seed in my body!

"and many more……"

But after a while, I quickly discovered something strange.

I saw that the soul of the Eight-Jiao Immortal Lord had no consciousness and was in an extremely weak state.

How is this going?

The soul of the Bajiao Immortal Lord seems to be weaker than before, and now he has no consciousness.

At first, I thought that the Bajiao Immortal Lord must have reached some kind of agreement with the ancient opera, so he hid in the old house to recover, but now it seems that it is a little different from what I expected...

"No matter what, the state of this soul has nothing to do with me. It's business to kill him quickly."

I muttered in my heart, and then, I urged the power of my soul to press towards him.

The souls restrain each other, and the battle between the souls is to see which soul is in a better state. Obviously, the soul of the Eight-Pointed Immortal Lord, who is not even conscious, cannot compare with me. I can easily destroy him!
But when the power of my soul suppressed it, a counterattacking terrifying force instantly shook out!

I was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back.

I saw an illusory slap appearing on the soul of Immortal Bajiao!

This slap mark withstood my attack on the soul of the Eight Aniseed Immortal Lord!
I squinted my eyes and looked closely at the illusory palm print, frowned and muttered: "No! The ancient opera has set a taboo on the soul of the Eight-Jiao Immortal Lord, and others cannot touch the soul at all."

I have some regrets. Undoubtedly, the methods of ancient opera cannot be cracked by me at present. I don't even have the idea of ​​​​trying.

Soon, I discovered something else. The slaps left by the ancient opera seemed to be not only used to resist outsiders, but also used to suppress the spirit of the Eight-Jiao Immortal Lord!
(End of this chapter)